Only discord can come of the attempt to share solitude. True solitude is found in the wild places, where one is without human obligation. One's inner voices become audible. One feels the attraction of one's most intimate sources. In consequence, one responds more clearly to other lives. The more coherent one becomes within oneself as... Continue Reading →
Human faces prompt me to ponder the thoughts and feelings of the persons they belong to, rather than my own.
Only by going alone in silence, without baggage, can one truly get into the heart of the wilderness. All other travel is mere dust and hotels and baggage and chatter. ~John Muir I made fresh tracks for the last ten miles or so of a recently flooded two-track road in a largely anonymous part of the... Continue Reading →